Many complications have risen from me saying “my daddy” and having to specify… But I could never get behind calling the man who raised me and loved me and sacrificed for me – my stepdad. Yes, some say a step dad steps in but mine didn’t. He came running to my rescue, running to loveContinue reading “Don’t call him my stepdad….”
Sometimes I don’t trust God though I want to. Sometimes I cannot see how in the world where I am can lead to where He told me I would be. Sometimes I have to repent for my unbelief. I get confused, scared and frustrated.